Thursday, July 23, 2009

Bridge Of Faith



"For me, the world is enriched by images of faith. In the Garden of Promise collection, I look for those moments of revelation, of joyous acceptance, that comprise our common spiritual experience. Then I look out into the world to find visual images that reflect the truths of my walk with God.

— Thomas Kinkade"

In these three sentences above the ever self-effacing "Thom" uses a personal pronoun regarding himself four times: me, I, I, my. Then he mentions God. Who Thom walks with. I know a little bit about God. I don't see Thom anywhere in His vicinity. I know I would never allow Thom to walk with ME. As I look at the Bridge of Faith and as I look at the words of Thomas Kinkade regarding the Bridge of Faith I don't see any fucking connection between the two at all. The words are one big ball of PROSE blather and the bridge is another big ball of PAINT blather, and I don't see any interaction or connection or referencing between the two of them other than them both sharing the blather connection. I don't see much difference between the Bridge of Faith, here depicted, and the Bridge of HOPE, elsewhere depicted. They both share the same pink, purple, and silver flora, and they both look like they have invisible trolls living underneath them. I DO notice, though, that the Bridge of Faith has a rope guardrail on one side. I suppose for people of LITTLE faith, or at least people whose faith is not as firm and resolute as Thom's is. The Bridge of Faith, I cannot help but notice, passes from one location into another location very similar to the location preceeding. Or in other words, the Bridge of Faith, once it is traversed, doesn't take you very far, either in physical distance or in spiritual distance. Things look pretty much the same whether you are on one side of the Bridge of Faith or the other. It goes from one group of lichen-infected trees on one side to another similar group of day-glo colored trees on the other, from freaky over here to just as freaky over there. So why is this a Bridge of Faith? God only knows. Maybe Thom, during a lull in the happy banter between him and God, maybe he can inquire why, since God most likely inspired him to paint it in the first place, he might ask Him why He had him do this. Or in other words, Thom?....why is this a bridge of faith and not just of stones, there, buddy? Or maybe I should ask you, why is it not a Bridge of Bullshit? But perhaps I can answer my own question. Perhaps it is a bridge of faith because Thom believes that bad as this picture is, it will be a sellout in all editions. And in fact it happened just that way. So in other words, Thom's faith in the stupidity of others has been reaffirmed. Now I see it. I can only pray that he makes another 100,000 copies available soon. I will buy them all.

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